Warning: The World Cupdates that follow from today may contain trace elements of dour analysis, sportsmanship, charitable internationalism and The Spirit of Cricket. For this I apologise. On the upside, they will also contain lashings of rampant barracking, shocking bias and one-sided invective.
Well then, the dross rehearsals are done with and World Cup 2007 is finally underway. One thing is certain: if I'm going to watch any of this Calypso Cavalcade, I'll have to get up well before I go to bed. What a perfectly uncivilized time to schedule a cricket tournament. If someone had thought to install modern electric candles at the Windian grounds us antipodeans could have watched most of most of the games. An oversight that may have been avoided had my suggestion to the ICC to have all international cricket outside Australia played in Sri Lanka - home just in time for dinner and cricket - not fallen on deaf ears.
The upshot is, there's not much to report about this morning's match this afternoon against Scotland in St Kitts because I only saw about 20 minutes of action.
Extras: The Dick was low-key in his beige open-necked ensemble; some bowlers were "tonked", others were mysteriously "tanked"; Flemmo was all over the "good areas"; a Scottish bowler "leaked", which is probably better than bled, but unsavoury nevertheless; Bunny Cullinan is not completely irritating; JIM MAXWELL! is; and various Windian commentators made various sensible and various not-so-sensible comments, some of which I did and/or didn't understand.
How did I miss this? Well spotted, Rod.